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WILLIAMSBURG HIGH SCHOOL
Editor-in-Chief, Russell BlSBEE '41
Assistant Editors, Adelbert Roberge '41, Charles Bartlett '42
Business Manager, Robert Newell '41
Assistants, Ted Ames '41, Ralph Bates '41
Alumni Editor, Doris Sincage '42
Exchange Editor, June Bowker "41
Sports Editors, Leo Dymerski '41, Rita Kulash '41
Literary Editors, Eloise Bartlett '42, Jean Warner- '42
Faculty Adviser, Margery Damon
Address of Welcome
Prophecy on Prophetess
Class of '42
Class of '43
Class of '44
Forensic Group .
Basketball — Boys'
Basketball — Girls'
FREDERICK HORACE ALLEN
Glee Club 1, 2, 4; Operetta 2; Glee Club Concert 4: Christ-
mas Party Committee 3, 4; Freshman Reception Committee 3;
Junior Prom Committtee 3: Baseball 4.
Hobby: stamp collecting
Noted for: cooperative spirit
EDWARD JAMES AMES
Baseball 1, 2, 3, 4; Basketball 1, 2, 3, 4; Soccer 3, 4: Co-
Captain of Basketball 4; Athletic Association 1, 2, 3, 4; Treas-
urer of Athletic Association 4; Junior Prom Committee 3:
Home Room Council 1: Senior Card Party Committee 4: As-
sistant Business Manager of Tattler 4; Quarterly Staff 2, 3, 4;
Executive Committee of N. F. L. 3, 4; Forensic League 3, 4;
Athletic Association Committee 3.
Ambition: own a Kentucky Derby winner
Hobby : horse races
Noted for: Interest in sports
RALPH EMERSON BATES
Class Vice President 4; Baseball 3, 4: Basketball 3, 4: Soccer
3, 4; Glee Club 2, 4; Operetta 2; Concert 4: Athletic Asso-
ciation 3, 4: Secretary of A. A. 4; Quarterly Staff 4; Assistant
Business Manager of Tattler 4; Quarterly Staff 2, 3, 4; Execu-
tive Committee of N. F. L. 3, 4; Forensic League 3, 4; Ath-
letic Association Committee 3.
Ambition: sports' reporter
Noted for: dates
RUSSELL TAYLOR BISBEE
Class President 1: Class Vice President 2: Class Secretary 3,
4; Glee Club 4; Glee Club Concert 4: Pro Mcrito 3, 4: Presi-
dent of Pro Merito 3, 4: Junior Prom Committee Chairman 3;
Treasurer of N. F. L. 3; Vice President of N. F. L. 4: De-
bating 3, 4: Senator to National Student Congress 4; Spectator
Stall 3. 4: Editor-in-Chief of Tattler 4: Alumni Editor of
Tattler 3: Class Oration 4: Co-Chairman of Forensic Food
Sale 4: A. A. 2. 3: N. F. L. Key.
Hobby: Stamp collecting
Noted for: scholarship
JUNE PACKARD BOWKER
Basketball 1, 2, 3, 4; Athletic Association 1, 2, 3, 4; Vice
President of A. A. 4; Cheer Leader 4; Manager of Basketball
4; Class Treasurer 1; Class Secretary 2; Home Room Council
3; Operetta 2; Glee Club 1, 2, 4; Pro Merito 3; Secretary and
Treasurer of Pro Merito 3; Tattler Staff 4; Spectator Staff 4;
Committee for Forensic Food Sale 4; Junior Prom Committee
3; Glee Club Concert 4; Christmas Party Committee 3.
Noted for: curls
JOSEPHINE MARY CERPOVICZ
Glee Club 1, 2, 4; Operetta 2; Concert 4; Committee for
Junior Card Party 3; Committee for Junior Prom 3; Pro
Merito 3, 4; Committee for Senior Card Party 4; Class Sta-
Noted for: smile
RICHARD JAMES CULVER
Freshmen Reception Committee 3, 4; Christmas Party Com-
mittee 3, 4; Junior Prom Committee 3; Glee Club 4; Glee Club
Concert 4; Baseball 4; Pro Merito 3, 4; Class Grinds 4.
Hobby: collecting stones
Noted for: good nature
MARY ISABELLE DANIELS
Glee Club 1, 2, 4; Glee Club Concert 4: Pro Merito 3, 4:
Junior Prom Committee 3; Operetta 2; Co-Chairman of Foren-
sic Food Sale 3; Entrant in Pre-State and State Speech Tour-
naments for Speech 4; Class History 4; Crowned "Miss Col-
umbia" at Junior Prom 4.
Hobby: stamp collecting
Noted for: charm
FAITH HEWES DRESSER
Glee Club 1, 2, 4: Operetta 2: Pro Merito 3, 4; Junior Prom
Committee Chairman 3: Co-Chairman of Forensic Food Sale
2. 1, 4; Entrant in Pre-State and State Speech Tournaments 3;
Debating 4: Athletic Association 1: Christmas Party Commit'
tee Chairman 3, 4: Secretary of N. F. L. 4: N. F. L. Key;
Senior Movies 4; Prophecy on the Prophetess 4.
Noted for: enthusiasm
LEO JOSEPH DYMERSKI
Basketball 3, 4: Baseball 2, 3, 4: Soccer 3, 4: Athletic Asso-
ciation 1, 2, 3, 4: President of Athletic Association 4: Class
President 2: Home Room Council 3: Glee Club 2: Operetta
2: Junior Prom Committee 3; Quarterly Staff 3, 4: Tattler
Staff 3: Freshman Reception Committee 3.
Noted for: witty remarks
Forensic League 3. 4: Athletic Association 3, 4.
Noted for: willingness
CONSTANCE WINIFRED GRANGER
Glee Club 1, 2, 4; Operetta 2: Glee Club Concert 4 : Athletic
Association 2, 3: Christmas Party Committee 3, 4: Junior
Prom Committee 3; Freshman Reception Committee 4: Class
Treasurer 4; Entrant in Pre-State and State Speech Tourna-
ments 4; Senior Dance Committee 4.
Noted for: versatility
HAROLD FREDERICK HILLENBRAND
Junior Prom Committee 3; Basketball 2, 3; Soccer 4
Party Committee 3, 4; Christmas Party Committee 3, 4
Ambition: to make money
Noted for: slowness
GRACE HOPE JARVIS
Glee Club 1, 2, 4; Glee Club Operetta 2; Junior Prom Com-
mittee 3; Junior Party Committee 3: Glee Club Concert 4:
Senior Movies 4; Basketball 2, 3, 4; Senior Party Committee
4; Athletic Association 1, 2, 3: Committee for Forensic Food
Sale 3, 4.
Hobby: learning new facts
Noted for: naiveness
ROBERT FRANCIS KEARNEY "Jock"
Athletic Association 2; Baseball 3; Junior Prom Committee
3; Forensic Card Party Committee 3; Christmas Party Com-
mittee 3, 4; Senior Card Party 4.
Noted for: blush
FREDERICK ALLEN KING "Freddie"
Basketball Manager 4; Soccer Manager 4; Prom Committee 3:
Senior Card Party 4.
Ambition: radio operator
Noted for: wasting time
HENRY JOHN KOPKA
Glee Club 2: Operetta 2: Soccer 4: Baseball 4; Prom Com'
mittee 3; Forensic Card Party Committee 3: Christmas Party
Committee 3; Athletic Association 2.
Noted for: modesty
RITA MARY KULASH
Basketball 1, 2, 3, 4: Co-Captain of Basketball 4; Glee Club 2:
Operetta 2: Pro Merito 3, 4: Committee for Forensic Card
Party 3, 4: Class Will 4: Tattler Staff 4: Junior Prom Com-
mittee 3: Committee for Christmas Party 3: Committee for
Senior Card Party 4.
Noted for: long shots in basketball
Glee Club 3: Forensic Card Party 3: Christmas Party 3. 4:
Junior Prom 3: Soccer 3. 4: Captain of Soccer 3, 4; Basketball
":. 3. 4 : Baseball 1. 2. 3. 4: Captain of Baseball 2. 4: Co-
Captain of Basketball 4.
Ambition: "big leaguer"
Noted fur : speed in driving
Basketball 3, 4: Baseball 3: Soccer 3. 4: Glee Club 2. 3, 4;
Junior Prom 3: Spectator Staff 2. 3: Quarterly Staff 4.
Noted for: handwriting
LUCIUS AUGUSTUS MERRITT, JR. "Lou"
Glee Club 1, 2, 3, 4; Operetta 2; Class President 3; Athletic
Association 1, 2, 3, 4; Soccer 3, 4; General Cha-rman of
Junior Prom 3; Freshman Reception Committee 4; Treasurer
of Forensic League 4; Forensic League 3, 4; Debating 3, 4;
Humorous Declamation 3, 4; Senator to National Student
Congress 4; N. F. L. Degree of Excellence 4; School Orches-
tra 4; Chairman of Senior Party and Dance 4.
Ambition: own a horse farm
Noted for: eloquence
ESTHER LOUISE MOLLISON
Glee Club 4; Glee Club Concert 4; Junior Prom Committee 3;
Junior Party Committee 3; Senior Movies 4; Class Historian
3, 4; Athletic Association 1, 2, 3; Committee for Forensic
Food Sale 3, 4.
Hobby: collecting banners
Noted for: carefree manner
ARLINE LIDA MINER
Glee Club 1, 2, 4; Operetta 2; Refreshment Committee for
Junior Prom 3; President of N. F. L. 4; Pro Merito 3, 4:
Vice-President of Pro Merito 4; D.A.R. Pilgrim 4; Class Ora-
tion 4; Glee Club Concert 4; Freshman Reception Committee
4; Entrant in Pre-State and State Speech Tournaments 3, 4;
Chairman of Forensic Food Sale 3.
Noted for: giggle
ROBERT EVERETT NEWELL
Junior Prom Committee 3; Class President 4; Class Vice Pres-
ident 3; Debating 3, 4; Entrant in Pre-State and State Speech
Tournaments 3, 4; General Chairman of Christmas Party 3;
Glee Club 4; Glee Club Concert 4; Basketball 4; Soccer 4;
Baseball Manager 4; Freshman Reception Committee 4; Busi-
ness Manager of Tattler 4; N. F. L. Key.
Ambition: to make people happy
Hobby: making friends
Noted for: making noise
ADELBERT JUSTIN ROBERGE
Glee Club 1, 2, 4; Operetta 2; Glee Club Concert 4; Athletic
Association 1, 2; Junior Prom Committee 3; Freshman Recep'
tion Committee 4: Quarterly Staff 4; Tattler Staff.
Noted for: dancing
PHYLLIS MARGARET SUTHERLAND
Glee Club 2; Junior Prom Committee 3: Pro Merito 4; Class
Prophecy 4; Forensic Food Sale Committee 3.
Noted for: soft voice
JEANNETTE ELIZABETH WRIGHT
Glee Club 1, 3, 4; Operetta 1: Basketball 2: Junior Party
Committee 3; Junior Prom Committee 3: Glee Club Concert
4: Quarterly Typist 4; Athletic Association 2.
Ambition: to be happy
Hobby: collecting match covers
Noted for: sense of humor
WILLIAMSBURGH HIGH SCHOOL
SENIOR CLASS OFFICERS
ADDRESS OF WELCOME
PROPHECY ON THE PROPHETESS
GRADUATION NIGHT ORATIONS
The American Spirit
CLASS MOTTO— Strive for the Highest
CLASS GIFT— State Flag and Standard
Address of Welcome
The members of the Class of 1941 and I are
happy to welcome all parents, teachers and
friends to our graduation exercises — our first di'
rect step toward the commencement of a new
life. Your interest and support for the past four
years enables us to take with us pleasant memo-
ries of association, knowledge, and experience.
"To Strive for the Highest" is our motto and
we look forward to making it a reality in our
lives. We sincerely hope you enjoy our Class
September 7, 1937 was the first day of high
school for about fifty gay, laughing, freshmen.
We went to school only half a day. We were
assigned a room, a desk, made out our schedules
and met our home room teacher.
After we had been there a few weeks Ruth
Black, the senior class president, assisted us in
conducting our first class meeting. Our class of-
ficers were: President, Russell Bisbee; Vice Presi-
dent, Wellington Graves; Secretary, Marjorie
Payson; Treasurer, June Bowker.
After we had become acquainted with some
of our classmates, teachers and the other stu-
dents, the upperclassmen began filling us with
fear and horror of the approaching Freshman
Reception. What made it worse was the fact
it was postponed for a short time because of the
new addition being put on the school building.
The reception was held the night of October 21
in the Town Hall. Fortunately for us the seniors,
remembering their dread of the event four years
previous let us off easily and gave us a good time.
The remainder of the year was spent in get-
ting used to our new surroundings and trying to
make a good impression on the teachers.
In September 1938 forty of us returned. We
had lost a number of our old classmates but a
few new faces had joined us. This year we felt
at home as we climbed the stairs and walked
down the hall to our new class room.
Leo Dymcrski was elected President: Russell
Bisbee, Vice President; June Bowker, Secretary;
and Dorothy Baker, Treasurer.
The Operetta, given by the combined Glee
Clubs, was one of the high lights during our
sophomore year. Of course it meant a great deal
of work and practice but I doubt if there is any
one who can say they didn't enjoy taking part.
The Junior year Lucius Mcrritt was elected
President: Robert Newell, Vice President; Rus-
sell Bisbee, Secretary: and Faith Dresser, Treas-
Our Rainbow Prom which was given in honor
of the Seniors and Alumni was the first success-
ful one in quite a few years. The whole class
feels certain that without the wonderful help
and cooperation of Mrs. Warner the prom would
not have been such a success.
The Fall of 1940 finally came and we certainly
had a grand time initiating the freshmen. We
really weren't too hard on them and succeeded
in giving them a good time.
Robert Newell was Class President: Ralph
Bates, Vice President; Russell Bisbee, Secretary:
and Constance Granger, Treasurer.
The seniors were quite outstanding in The
Forensic League. Lucius Merritt was awarded
the blue sapphire key which is given to any stu-
dent who has over 100 points. Constance Gran-
ger, Lida Miner and Mary Daniels also took part
in the speech tournament. We were honored by
having two of our seniors, Russell Bisbee and
Lucius Merritt, elected to go to Kentucky as the
two senators representing New England.
Our Basketball players will not be forgotten
for some time. For three years in a row the sen-
iors have participated in the Small Tournament
at Mass. State. This year, however, they were
defeated by North Brookfield for the first time
in the tournament.
In contrast with last year, the juniors gave an
"Old Glory" prom. It was a patriotic dance
which included the crowning of Columbia.
And now that June has come and we are
ready to receive our dipolmas we feel that it has
not only been a worth while, but also a very en-
joyable four years.
WILLIAMSBURGH HIGH SCHOOL
Science is a truly wonderful thing, I thought
to myself, as I relaxed in the soft plush-lining
of my chair in the luxurious "Mercury Line"
rocket ship, and adjusted my sun glasses to a
more comfortable angle. My Morpheus-laden
eyes fell on a calendar, mounted on the chair
in front of me — the date — June 17, 1980. June
17, that date was strangely familiar — of course,
on June 17, 1941, the Senior Class of Williams-
burg High School, made their last informal bow
to the public, before taking official leave at grad-
uation exercises the next evening. Softly I
sighed, as I reminisced on those 39 years that
had passed into eternity since we were high
school Seniors. How I wondered what lots had
befallen my classmates of that year, long past.
And now I was on my way, of all places, to the
I remember the day that the moon was first
reached. A New England scientist, by the name
of EDWARD AMES, reached the planet, and
successfully made a landing in his rocket ship.
This was about five years ago now, for it hap-
pened in 1975.
I was awakened from my state of semi-con-
sciousness by the feeling of a hand on my shoul-
der, and turned to see a tall, middle-aged man,
with a conductor's hat, requesting my ticket. I
reached in my purse, and handed him the cre-
dentials. It was then that I got a full view of
his face. "Why HENRY KOPKA," I said with
a start, "what are you doing working on a rocket
ship?" "Oh, well," murmured Henry, "I always
wanted to travel, and this seemed like a good
way to do it, without paying every time." Henry
and I chatted for a time, and I was very much
surprised to learn that another one of my former
classmates was also employed by the "Mercury
Line."— BUDDY ROBERGE, who had signed
on some years ago as chief chef. "You will prob-
ably get a chance to see him, too, for he comes
around every noon-hour, with his little gong, to
announce that dinner is served," said Henry.
Before long I heard bells ringing and voices
shouting, "The Moon. All out." The long sleek
ship swished into a green-cheese landing field,
and came abruptly to a halt. As the gang-plank
was lowered, I got my first glance at this new
planet, and the first face that greeted me, was
one old and familiar— FRED ALLEN. "Get
your mouse-skin umbrellas here," sang Fred, in
the voice of a circus barker, "and be protected
against the green-cheese rains." "Fred Allen,
what are you doing here, and selling, of all
things, mouse-skin umbrellas?" "Well the
W.P.A. folded up on earth, so I took to the
moon. It's a great place, but the women are
sort of cheesey" — same old Fred, still cracking
the same old jokes. "Carry your bags, ma'm,"
said a voice at my left, "Extra special service at
the lowest rates — nothing but the best for those
who patronize 'Bates Bag Company'." "Say,
what is this — a class reunion?" — I muttered, as
I shook hands with RALPH BATES. "I've
only been on this planet for a few minutes, and
already I've met a gang of Burgy High graduates.
Well, they always said that the sky was the limit
for that class, and it looks as though it were
"You haven't seen the half of it yet," muttered
Ralph. "We usually aren't too courteous to
strangers here, but you're in luck. You see, many
of your classmates are right up here."
I strolled to a corner of the landing field, and
there I saw three or four of the strangest-looking
vehicles that I have ever laid eyes on. It was
not until a short, meek-voiced little man shouted,
"Taxi?" that I knew what they were. The con-
traptions somewhat resembled baby carriages, ex-
cept for the fact that the wheels were not round,
as we use on earth, but square — and the most
amazing of all, my taxi-driver turned out to be
none other than that quiet chap — RICHARD
CULVER. Salutations were again in order, and
as I rode toward a hotel that my driver had
recommended, I questioned Dick as to his past
life, and also as to the quaint custom of using
square wheels. "Well, it's like this. When I first
came to the moon, a serious unemployment prob-
lem existed — now I hit on a way of solving this
problem. If it is an easy way to make a thing
go with round wheels; then, but putting on
square wheels, it makes the work hard; therefore
it makes more work — therefore there's no unem-
ployment problem." I looked at my former
classmate with astonishment — then I remembered
how Richard was always able to solve our prob-
lems in high school. "Well, it sure sounded like
a good idea last night," said Dick, "but maybe
HAROLD HILLENBRAND and I stayed out
too late at that party down to FAITH DRES-
SER'S and DOT FISHER'S. The trouble with
Faith's parties are that she won't let the fellows
go home before dawn, because then she can
make them stay and milk the cows. She and Dot
are managing a dairy farm, you know."
The taxi stopped with a jolt, and down on
his knees went my driver, Dick. "What's the
matter?" I cried. "Get out and bow down, their
majesties the king and queen approach. "The
blare of trumpets sounded in the street, and
mounted on a white kangaroo, with his wife rid'
ing in the rumble seat, came the king of the
moon. My surprise was uncontrollable, and I
shouted out loud "RUSSELL BISBEE— JEAN-
NETTE WRIGHT— you two old imposters,
what do you think you're doing with all this
pomp and ceremony?" His majesty, with a look
of scorn, as if anyone in his kingdom would
dare be so insubordinate, turned his head slight'
ly in the direction of my voice, while her high'
ness simply raised her nose higher in the air.
"Why PHYLLIS SUTHERLAND," King Rus-
sell shouted, and disregarding his kangaroo, and
all the trimmings, leaped to my side, and shook
hands. "Well you could knock me down with
a fender," said Russell. "Jeannette, come here to
see whom I've found."
It was later the same day, and I was begin-
ning to wonder who the queen of the moon
really was, Jeannette, or myself, for I was seated
in the middle of more ambassadors and high offi-
cials of the moon, than it had ever been my privi-
lege to witness while on earth. The hall was a
large one, and the entire structure was made of
candy cane sticks, while the meal before me was
served on lollypops. On my left, was his majesty,
King Russell; on my right, the queen, Jeannette.
Two places down from the king sat the minister
of state, none other than my former classmate,
ROBERT NEWELL, who was smoking a large
candy cigar. On a large floor, made entirely of
rock candy, Miss LIDA MINER led her group
of three little "Moonbeams", who were in reality
JOSEPHINE CERPOVICZ, ESTHER MOLLI-
SON, and RITA KULAS, in the dance of the
"Chocolate Soldiers", which proved to be, to say
the least, very amusing. About this time, I was
beginning to think that every one of my class-
mates of 1941 had taken up residence on the
moon, but I was informed differently by the
court jester, LEO DYMERSKI, who in the midst
of his act of juggling three pieces of green cheese
while standing on his head, told me that ROB-
ERT KEARNEY, who was the palace night-
watchman for quite a few years, had one night
gone too close to the edge of the moon and
fallen off: he had probably landed on a cloud
somewhere. "Bobbie doesn't live here any more,"
Following the banquet, I was invited to the
nursery by Queen Jeannette, to see her twin
sons. The cute little darlings were almost asleep
in the arms of governess, MARY DANIELS,
who was singing softly, "Go to sleep my little
buckaroos." I shook hands with Mary, and was
glad to learn that she had finally fulfilled her
ambition of taking care of children.
The next morning the sun shone brightly on
the moon, and bag and baggage, I stood by the
side of the "Eclipse", another "Mercury Line"
rocket ship, that was to take me back to earth.
I was thinking how much I had enjoyed my trip
when an incoming rocket ship practically swept
me off my feet as it skidded in to a three-point
landing. As the passengers disembarged, the
first to greet me were CONNIE GRANGER,
HOPE JARVIS, and JUNE BOWKER. Hope
and June were accompanied by their husbands,
BOBBY MCALLISTER, and FRED KING, re-
spectively. I was sorry to have time for only a
short chat with my former classmates, who had
been shopping down at Mars, but as I boarded
my waiting rocket ship, I promised to come again
As the last glimpse of the moon faded from
view, I turned to gazing through the port-hole
window of the "Eclipse". I wouldn't see my
former classmates for some time I thought, but
there, I was definitely wrong, for as we sped past
a small cloud-like island, I caught a glimpse of
two men standing by a large sign that read
"LARKIN and MERRITT— Dealers in Real
Estate." A slogan under the heading read as
follows: "Don't build your home on the crowded
moon, come down here and have plenty of
Unfortunately I have never had the opportun-
ity of returning to the moon for another visit,
but on many a cold winter evening, as I sit by
the fire, I dream of those days in the strato-
sphere that I spent with the Class of 1941.
Prophecy of the Prophetess
One day in June, 1960, I decided to visit my
gister on Saturn. By catching the early space ship,
Blue Fire, I could get there by noon. As I sat
reading in one of the comfortable chairs in the
WILLIAMSBURGH HIGH SCHOOL
cabin, a trim stewardess came down the aisle.
Quietly she informed us that the pilot was male
ing a landing on Jupiter for repairs and that
there would be a delay of several hours. I had
never before been able to stop at this planet for
any length of time so I decided to explore. Pulling
on my Space Eliminator Boots, more generally
known as "Jiffies", I set out. I had covered only
a few hundred miles when I spied a giantess
bearing swiftly down on me. Perhaps this was
a native who could tell me points of interest.
When she approached to within speaking dis-
tance, timidly I shouted up to her head which
towered above me even as the redwoods of my
native land. Surprisingly her voice when it came
was as soft and gentle as if she were my size.
Then I realized what she had said. "Why, Faith
Dresser! What are you doing here?" Goodness
me! Who on Jupiter could possibly know me?
I stared up at her face. It did look familiar but
I knew no giantess. Shades of Burgy High
School! She looked just like my old classmate,
PHYLLIS SUTHERLAND. Then she ex-
claimed, "Don't you remember your old friend,
"Yes'S'S, but you can't be she!" I stammered,
puzzled. Sinking to a rock I stared up at her
"I am though, Oh, I see! My height! That'll
She saw my perplexity, so reaching into her
pocket she took out a white pill and swallowed
"That will fix things."
Sure enough. Soon she was my size. I felt as
though I were dreaming and asked her to explain.
"Well," she answered, sitting down beside me,
"My husband, Al, is a scientist and I am his
favorite 'guinea pig'. Just now he's experiment'
ing on growth and shrinking through quick glan-
dular feeding. Why last week he had me six
inches high. This week I frighten everybody. I
even have to have special clothes made of a secret
"You certainly must have an exciting life,"
I said breathlessly.
"Exciting. That isn't all." Springing to her
feet with a light kindling in her eyes she started
off on what evidently was her favorite topic.
"Look as the unestimateable value it will have in
the next war. As giants we can terrify and de-
stroy. Your space ship would crush as easily
between our fingers as an egg shell between yours.
Then if the balance of victory tipped the other
way we could be transformed in an instant to the
size of grasshoppers. We will be unconquerable."
I sat still, stunned by the possibilities. Laugh-
ingly Phyllis sat down again and dismissing the
subject from her mind talked of old times.
After reminiscing for a time, I happened to
glance at my watch. It was nearly time for the
ship to renew its journey so I wished Phyllis
and her scientist husband luck and returned to
the "Blue Fire".
The Class of 1941 takes pleasure in present-
ing to you this evening the last will of the senior
class. We are about to leave the Williamsburg
High School; but before leaving we should like to
bequeath our treasures and our most precious
To the faculty as a whole we leave our sincere
thanks for everything they have taught us in
the past four years.
To Mr. Merritt we will a bell that we would
like to have him ring when coming through the
halls so that we will have a little warning as to
who it is.
Miss Dunphy is left a pile of lumber to con-
struct a private room downstairs where the noise
from changing classes will not forever interrupt
her office sessions.
To Mrs. Warner, who leaves us this year, we
express our sincere wishes for a happy future.
To Miss Damon we leave our twenty-six mis-
used English books hoping next year's class will
use them better than we.
To Mr. Foster we leave a case of pencils so
that he won't have to run to the office for pencils
he wants to let someone borrow.
Mr. Walker is left a book of discussion topics
for his next year's stenography class.
To Mr. Mullaly we leave a messenger to let
him know when its time to ring the bells.
Lida Miner, Phyllis Sutherland, and Mary
Daniels leave their places at Hatfield dances to
Doris Sincage, Lena Guyette, and Betty Allaire.
Lucius Merritt and Fred Allen leave their
trips to Goshen to anyone who thinks he could
make these trips as regularly as they did.
Josephine Cerpovicz wishes to leave her quiet
ways to Cecilia Soltys.
To Bobby Toski, Leo Dymerski wills his nu-
merous trips to South Street.
Mickey Batura is left Russell Bisbee's place
as an honor student.
Jerry Larkin leaves his ambition to enter the
Big League to anyone who has as much ability
Jeannette Wright leaves her seat in English 4
class to anyone who thinks she will enjoy it more
than she has.
Bob Newell and Buddy Roberge leave their
flirtatious ways to Justin Stone and Norman
Harold Hillenbrand leaves his possession of
being late for school to Alfred Judd. We hope
you won't use it too often.
Henry Kopka and Bob Kearney leave their
quietness to George Packard and Howard
Ted Ames leaves his athletic ability to anyone
who can fill his place.
Bob McAllister leaves his place in the Lab'
oratory to anyone in next year's class who would
like to spend as much time there as he has.
Fred King leaves his boisterous ways to John
Polwrek. Fred thinks John is a little too quiet.
Richard Culver leaves his poetic ability to
George Molloy. We hope that you make a good
June Bowker leaves the name Ted to Edith
Kasson while Ralph Bates leaves the name Caro-
lyn to Roger King.
To Phyllis Granger, Dorothy Fisher leaves 20
pounds of her weight.
Hope Jarvis, Esther Mollison, Connie Granger,
and Faith Dresser leave their respective seats to
Victoria Michaloski, Mavis Wickland, John Bar-
rus, and Wilbur Shumway.
Since we have willed our most precious ob-
jects to the underclassmen we close this last will
and testament given at the Auditorium of Wil-
liamsburg High School this seventeenth day of
and all the interested members of
Williamsburg High School.
Signed, The Class of 1941
To strive for the highest
Is the Seniors' aim.
But don't try to bluff,
The teachers are game.
Our class is an angel
Whose wings are of wood:
And here are the facts
Of our students so good.
Let's start with Bob Newell
Our class president:
Who to our class
His hand has lent.
Then there is Romeo;
Ralph Bates as you know:
Whose technique is bound
To make him a beau.
Next is Russell Bisbee,
High honor classmate;
Who is high in studies
And also sedate.
Of course there is Connie,
Who asks for our dues;
Just leave it to her
To spread all the news.
Let's travel to Goshen
Where Esther is seen,
Writing the history
Of our class serene.
Lida Miner comes next,
Our spry office girl.
Gets her work done quickly
Then goes for a whirl.
A quiet young girl
From Chesterfield Hill — ■
Who seldom is ill.
Our bluffer comes next
Full of great spirit.
We can now present
Gay Lucius Mcrritt.
There is Mary Daniels
A pretty young lass
Who is full of fun
At her dancing class.
WILLIAMSBURGH HIGH SCHOOL
How does Henry Kopka,
Our most bashful lad
His small writing pad.
Then Leo Dymerski
A good athlete
Seems fond of Burgy
Could it be South Street?
The classmate with least speed
Is quite smart indeed
Should he wish to grind.
The best girl athlete
Is Rita Kulash,
She can do her work
In just a flash.
The man from the mountain
With street on the end
Fred Allen's the man
Who likes money to spend.
Want your lawns mowed?
Just hire Bob Kearney.
It's one of his tricks;
He says it's easy.
When you're a Chemist, Faith,
Remember that day
When you turned on the hood
To drive the smell away.
To be a flyer, Hope,
Just study the rules.
And do your best
At the flying schools.
Let's call on June Bowker
A tender young maid
Who will be a nurse
And come to our aid.
A future big leaguer
Is our Edward Ames,
Who doesn't get riled
When he is called names.
Our Worthington student
Who seems to be wise;
Jeannette doesn't come here
With any disguise.
Hark! the radio goes,
Listen to Freddie;
He's King as you know,
And is always ready.
Then down to Haydenville
To call on our "Mac";
He is always there
With a good wise crack.
Jerry gives us some fun
When he makes the Ford
Bump along the street
That's as rough as a board.
Next on our roll call —
Roberge, our store clerk,
Says, "What will you have?"
As he must not shirk.
Let's pick on Dot Fisher
A charming young girl;
Who says that dancing
Gives her a real thrill.
Being the last Senior
I join my own game
And now pass forward
Richard Culver's name.
To strive for the highest
Is the Senior aim.
We shall try to follow it.
Whatever our game. Richard Culver
Prettiest Girl June Bowker
Handsomest Boy Edward Ames
Most Popular Girls
Constance Granger and Lida Miner
Most Popular Boy Leo Dymerski
Best Girl Dancers
Faith Dresser and Dorothy Fisher
Best Boy Dancer Adelbert Roberge
Best Dressed Girl June Bowker
Best Dressed Boy Edward Ames
Lucius Merritt and Robert Newell
Best Girl Athlete
Best Boy Athlete
Best All Around Girl
Best All Around Boy
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Front row — Emelia Kolosevvicz, Thelma Packard, Ruth Beebe, Doris Sincage, Harry Warner,
Jean Warner, Josephine Ozierinski, Cecelia Soltys.
Second row — Mary Kellogg, Doris Dymerski, Lena Guyette, Victoria Michaloski, Margaret Stone.
Sylvia Clary, Audrey Jones, Dorothy Stimson, Elizabeth Allaire.
Third row — Mavis Wickland, John Pavelcsyk, Charles Bartlett, John Barrus, Michael Batura.
Ab.sent — Eloise Bartlett, Wilbur Shumvvay, David West.
Class of 1942
President: Harry Warner
Vice President: Doris Sincagc
Secretary: Jean Warner
Treasurer.- Ruth Bccbc
Class Historian: Thelma Packard
WILLIAMSBURGH HIGH SCHOOL
Front row — Geneva Graves, Arlene Sabo, Mary Bowker, Betty Damon, Jean Crone, Millard
Hathaway, John O'Brien, Charlotte Otis, Mildred Shaw, Ruth Carver, Eleanor Rhoades,
Marguerite Pomeroy, Marion Culver, Shirley Knight.
Second row — Carolyn Emerson, Helen Carver, Joyce Mason, Bernice Golash, Ruth Sanderson,
Norma Wells, June Colburn, Irene Metz, Frostine Graves, Bette Harlow, Mary Noyes, Edna
Shaw, Lorena Nietsche.
Third row — George Molloy, Frank Munson, Donald Wickland, Lester Shaw, William Bisbee,
Roger King, Robert Edwards.
Fourth row — Joseph Haigh, Robert Munson, Edward Golash, Donald Campbell, Lucius Jenkins.
Absent — Warren Brisbois, Francis Demerski, Leo Stone.
Class of 1943
President: Jack O'Brien
Vice President: Charlotte Otis
Secretary: Millard Hathaway
Treasurer: Jean Crone
Class Historian: Mildred Shaw
Front row — Charlotte Brooks, Winona Mathers, Ruth Munson, Marion Warner, George Packard,
Robert Algustoski, Margaret Ryan, James McAllister.
Second row — Margaret Johnson, Pauline Cote, Elsa Lloyd, Phyllis Granger, Marion Sylvester,
Clarice Graves, Agnes Matrishon, Harlan Nye, Alfred Judd, Frederick Roth.
Third row — Edward Sincage, Waldemar Kolosewicz, Thomas Algustoski, Edith Allen, Edith
Kasson, Eleanor Eddy, Justin Stone, Merton Nye, Rene Desmarais.
Fourth row — Norman Bates, Francis O'Brien, Karl Hillenbrand, Howard O'Brien, John Polwrek.
Class of 1944
President: George Packard
Vice President: Robert Morin
Secretary: Marion Warner
Treasurer: Robert Algustoski
Class Historian ■ Margaret Ryan
WILLIAMSBURGH HIGH SCHOOL
While in school every student should partici'
pate in some activity outside of his regular school
work. This may surprise some but nevertheless
it is true. Of course studies come first and should
have the first consideration, for after all that is
the primary purpose of high school. But your
high school days will mean much more to you if
you have enjoyed some extra-curricular activity.
The people who dislike school are those who
never go out for sports or debating or other ac-
tivities. They have missed one of the greatest
opportunities offered to high school students.
Take sports, for instance. The boy who goes
out for basketball or baseball will always remem-
ber the ball games he was in, and they will stand
out as the high light in his high school days. Far
better than that, though, he will learn good
sportsmanship and the thrill of interscholastic
competition. Also he will go out to other schools
and meet other students and from them learn
about the life of his neighbors. These experi-
ences could never be gained by books and classes.
Speech work also offers opportunities along
these same lines which could not be gained by
just going to school. Through its participation
you go to other schools and become acquainted
with people from other districts. Not only do
you get practice in speaking before audiences
but you also, through debating, become mentally
alert and quick to reason.
Only through these extra-curricular activities
can such benefits be obtained. Naturally, these
additional activities mean additional work but
the experience gained will more than repay you.
After graduation when you begin to look back
at your high school days classes will not be re-
membered, but a thrilling ball game or an ex-
citing debate will come first into your mind. So
get out into things and do something that is not
on the schedule; you'll never regret it.
Russell Bisbee, '41
TEMPTATIONS OF YOUTH
What is happening to the youth of today?
For the past decade bar rooms and cheap dance
halls, selling liquors, have been springing up all
over the country. These places are troublesome,
for young people of high school age frequenting
them. Parents do not realize — or do not wish to
see it in their own children — but boys and girls
of this age or under are visiting such places in-
stead of finding a more useful pastime. They see
gambling, drinking, fighting, and think it is even
smart. This ever leads to theft, and the young
people are in serious trouble with the law.
Parents in each community should provide a
community house as a recreational center for
their children. Some towns have what are known
as soft-drink cocktail bars. They have a piano,
a phonograph, a radio and a good floor for
dancing. Soft drinks and wholesome snacks may
be bought. They have restful chairs and a small
library of good books. The children can drop in
at any hour of the day and enjoy themselves. If
this type of place were as common as the bar
rooms, they would help to build a more whole-
Eloise Bartlett, '42
THE WAY TO BE GENEROUS
If we were asked the meaning of "generous",
we might say it was being just the opposite of
"selfish." A generous person shares his good
things with others, thereby finding happiness for
himself. So many of us do not have gifts to give
people, but we do not have to be selfish. Selfish-
ness is a state of mind, a way of thinking as well
as of acting. The person who is interested only
in his own affairs, who shows no interest or
sympathy in the troubles of others, is very selfish,
even though he may appear generous with his
Even though you have no gifts to offer, you
can be generous by being kind and considerate
of others. We all have our time, our sympathy,
our courtesy, our friendliness, and our cheer.
We can be generous and give these things to
This is a day when the world needs a helping
hand. From the war-torn countries across the
waters many refugee children come to America.
To help these unfortunate children should be
counted a privilege, but it is not always money
that can supply the greatest need. Many of these
children need friendliness and good cheer more
than they need money. We can be generous
with these gifts.
Jean Warner, '42
The sun is shining brightly
For spring is in the air.
The sound of children's voices
Ring out from everywhere.
So peaceful is the landscape
That nature rules supreme,
Flowers and trees, grass and ferns
Put on their brightest green.
In city and in village
Throughout this land of ours
Men go about their business,
Respecting other's powers.
They live together calmly
Without a thought of war,
Which is the very reason
Why we have gone so far.
The sun shines not so brightly
Across the ocean fair
'Though spring is also coming
It finds no welcome there.
The children are so quiet
And men think not of love,
For cannons break the silence
And bombs fall from above.
The landscape is not peaceful.
Destruction rules supreme,
Great armies meet in combat
And death completes the scheme.
We find not happy living
Through cannon or through gun,
But just through peace and nature
Will such a life be won.
Russell Bisbee '41
THAT MONGREL OF MINE
Who is glad when I come home at night
When my day down at school just wouldn't go
Who with his cute little tricks, tries hard to be-
Who muzzles my hand, and who makes me smile?
Who kisses my cheek and jumps up and down 1
Who, when I pat him, wags his tail round and
And who when I don't feel too well, seems to
"C'mon, mistress mine, you're not quitting to-
It's my dog.
Joyce Mason '4 3
THE MAN WITH THE STRAWBERRY
Have you seen the man with the strawberry nose,
As he toddles his way through the street?
He is homely and worn, as if torn by a storm
But he's the nicest a person could meet.
He's somebody's dad, this man with the nose,
That is long and red as a beet.
But somehow the old folks don't notice his nose
As he toddles along down the street.
There is never a day when he passes this way
That he hasn't a cheery "Hello".
And stops for a while, with that ear to ear smile
To talk with his Italian friend, Joe.
The children make fun of this man of the streets
But that's something I'll never know why.
Though he's homely and worn, as if torn by a
He's sure to make Heaven in the sky.
Bette Harlow '4 3
One night as I lay sleeping
There came a dream to me,
I saw myself (a) weepiny
As plainly as could be.
Just why I was weeping
I could not understand,
Unless 'twas the thought of mother
For I saw here near at hand.
Mother! Yes, that is what I call her
And that's the name that rules the earth,
She's the star that has guided my footsteps
From the moment of my birth.
It's mother who counts the moments when
From her hand I soon shall part
But I will carry with me always,
The blessings of her heart.
Jean Warner '4 2
WILLIAMSBURGH HIGH SCHOOL
You wake up in the morning
Feeling worse than dead,
Then with moans and groans,
Drag yourself from bed.
You swallow your breakfast in a gulp,
For fear you'll miss your bus;
If this occurs of course you'll walk
You're ten minutes late, and you cus.
You walk into your first class late
With your face as red as a beet,
Your marred old desk welcomes you — but,
Look out, there's a tack in your seat.
You didn't do the originals
'Cause you were on a double date.
In history class you flunk a quiz,
And the Gallic War you hate.
Down the stairs headfirst you plunge,
You're clumsy as a mule.
But, folks, please don't take us wrong,
For we're very fond of school.
Edna Shaw '43
TRIXIE THE DOG AND PETER THE CAT
We have a little Spitz dog,
She's white as white can be,
With not a speck of black on her,
And never has a flee.
She never used to like to eat,
Until the cat arrived.
And now it seems impossible,
That she could have survived.
And what do you think has happened?
Now she has grown so fat,
Simply because she's jealous
Of our new black tommy cat.
There the dog lies quietly sleeping,
When in come four little feet,
To disturb the dog from getting
Her proper bit of sleep.
They have a long, hard tussel,
Play hide and seek and race,
Just as little children do
'Til we put them in their place.
When off to bed the two must go,
Where they will stay 'til morn'
When new milk comes back from the farm
And their new day is born.
Frostine Graves '43
THE MAPLE TREE
The stars shone down on a scarred old maple
tree which grew bravely at the end of the little
village street. It was an old tree — very old — cov-
ered with lover's and friend's initials. Each of
which held a certain memory for the old tree.
The old tree sighed gently, and shook its
leaves back at the twinkling stars — rather absent'
mindedly, I'm afraid — for tonight was a night
for memories, and the old tree was very busy
soliloquizing. Those initials — there where the
first big branch crops out from the trunk — those
initials — nearly obliterated by age — were carved
many a long year ago by two young lovers.
"Ah!" sighed the maple tree, "I can't seem to
remember what they looked like, but how clearly
I can recall what they said. Poor young things;
they were homesick for a place called England.
Strange, I'd never heard of that place then, but
they came so often after the first night and
talked, that I began to feel that I'd known the
place all my life. And that tree, that old tree
by the lane, where they used to meet; why, I
was old friends with that tree. A beautiful thing
it was; they said I reminded them of it. Well,
its been a long time since they've come now, and
even their little children, who used to play in
my shade, are all gone. Only one great grandson
and his wife are left."
"What's this? Oh, yes, the two little English
refugee children the great grandson took in.
Odd, what just an old tree can hear. I knew
all about the war in England. I found out by
listening carefully. Do you see those fresh carved
initials way down there in my trunk, not far
from the ground? The little boy carved those
last night when he came here with the little girl.
I listened to them carefully because they re-
minded me of my old friends. Poor kids, how
they have suffered. Ah, but I like to hear some-
one talk of England again. Makes me feel young.
How I shudder to think of what's happening to
my relatives in England, poor creatures. And
the way the children described that old tree
down by the lane made me think of my old tree
friend. The children said it was blown up by a
bomb. How dreadful! Wonder what it's like,
we don't have them here, you know, bombs I
mean — thank goodness.
Oh! I just had an awful thought, the tree
the children said was bombed is my old friend!
I know it, I feel it in my twigs."
And the old tree waved its leaves sorrowfully
at the stars, who twinkled back sympathetically
because they knew that tonight the old tree was
Arlene Sabo '43
Just before the last World War, diphtheria
was spreading very rapidly in many parts of
Europe. A cure had not been found and thous-
ands of people were dying.
In a small hospital in a suburb of Berlin, a
little girl lay in bed with the then incurable
diphtheria. Her mother was very much upset for
she knew that this case, like many others, was
Doctor Kertzman said in a low voice, "There
is very little we can do for the girl. It is only
a matter of time. She may live, but the chances
are very poor."
"Yes, Doctor," the head nurse agreed. "It is
very sad to see those poor children die from
diphtheria. If only someone could find a cure."
In another part of Berlin, a German was look-
ing for little germs under the microscope. This
man was Emil August Behring. One morning he
reached his laboratory to find that some of his
experimental animals, which he thought were dy-
ing from diphtheria, were very much alive. His
day of days had come.
"At last, I have cured diphtheria," whispered
Behring. "Nothing can stop me now."
The next thing to be done was to try the
serum on children. He went to the hospital. See-
ing the rows of suffering patients, he knew the
serum would have to cure, or he would be very
disappointed and discouraged.
In that far away hospital, near Berlin, the
serum that was discovered by Behring had been
injected into the arm of Freya, who had diph-
theria. She was now getting well.
Freya opened her eyes. A group of doctors
and nurses were around her. By the bedside her
mother stood looking at the small form in the
bed. It was incredible.
Later the doctors told Freya how a man named
Behring had discovered a serum for diphtheria.
Raising her head she whispered a word of prayer
for Behring, who for the lives of children had
found a cure for diphtheria.
Joyce Mason '43
THE GREAT HUNTER
Most of the men folks of Chermopa — a small
town on the edge of Lake Kondo, which at this
time was dangerous country because of all the
wild animals there — were seated around the stove
in the town's only store. They were discussing
trapping and hunting, when trapper Dan came
in with the pelt of a large grizzly bear. Everyone
stopped talking because he wanted to hear how
Dan had caught such a large bear — especially
at this time of year when they were very hungry.
They did not have to wait long because Dan
was a great one to talk. He seated himself com-
fortably and started his tale.
"Wal," said Dan. "Th' other marnen when a'
gets up a' sees th' biggest bar tracks I'd even
seed, so a' gets me shooten irn and started out on
his trail. Before long a' hears a great amount of
rustlin an' snappin an' outtin a thicket comes
the dangdest largest bar a' ever deed saw a'
coming straight far me. A' pulled up ole Suzie,
a' held ma groun', an' shot right at 'im. I was
plumb surprised when the rifle ball didn't even
stop 'em, but seein how a' war brave, I stood me
groun' and drawed me bowie knife to fight 'em
to the finish."
At this point in the story everyone was open-
"Wal," continued Dan. "After a plumb ex-
citin' battle the best man, which war me, emerged
the victor. And a' toted that thar bear all the
way to ma' cabin."
The men around the old store stove were very
much impressed with Dan's story, and called him
a hero. But they never knew the truth of that
battle — how trapper Dan was awakened early
that morning by the shot of a gun. He had made
a gun trap so that he could remain safely inside
the cabin while the bear unknowingly walked
into the trap and shot himself.
Harry Warner '42
CEMETERIES' UNION BALL
Dear Mr. Brocton:
We cordially invite you to attend the Ceme-
teries' Union Ball to be held in the Ghost Ave-
nue Cemetery on the 21st, of which night there
will be no moon. Come at midnight robed in
your ghost's mantle and carry your chains of
woe. The admission price is twenty bones and
the skull of the late Mayor Williams will be
passed in order to collect the contributions that
you will surely wish to make. The embalmcr
will serve refreshments and the Crepehangers
Association will decorate the gravestones and
trim the vault for a dining hall. Murder will be
WILLIAMSBURGH HIGH SCHOOL
committed for the amusement of the children and
suicide will be permitted.
If you do not have a means of transportation
the hearse will call for you.
The Sec'y of the Cemeteries 1 Union
Similar letters were written in blood to other
prominent men and women of the small city and
placed under their doors.
The next morning the telephone in the police
office was constantly ringing and frightened
voices would say, "Officer, I received the most
horrible letter. Why it's blood curdling to think
of it." Officers would calmly ask the details
By noon everyone knew that some mysterious
personnage had sent letters to prominent people
inviting them to some kind of a dance in the
cemetery. The pupils in the local grammar and
high schools were questioned as well as others
who they thought might be guilty. The police
were busy night and day but not a trace of the
culprit could be found.
The undertaker, a Mr. Beardsley by name, was
asked to keep special watch over his undertak'
ing rooms and likewise the cemetery was guarded.
Having looked in vain, the police decided that
the only way to catch the culprit would be to
have the people go to the cemetery at the ap-
pointed time and the police would catch him
then and there.
The night of the twentyfirst was one of those
hot, sultry, moonless, nights when the tenseness
just before an electrical storm reigns. The peo-
pie arrived in front of the vault just as the clock
was striking twelve. They were a ghastly look'
ing group, clad in sheets, dragging chains, and
carrying bones. The whole police force was hid-
ing behind shrubbery and tombstones. On the
last strike the heavy vault door swung slowly
open with a loud scraping, squeaking noise. A
black figure with a candle on its head and car-
rying a huge hour glass slowly ascended from its
blackest depths and stood before the group.
In a voice musty with age it drawled:
"I am glad to see so many of you present.
My speech will be short but definite. This town
affords no place for the younger children to play
by day or the older ones by night. The need is
quite obvious. If they do not have it many of
the younger ones will soon be lying here in the
graveyard. Killed because they had no other
place to play than in the streets! The older ones
who hang out in the beer joints will either com-
mit murder or suicide."
At those words a hearse careened dizzily up
the drive and came to an abrupt stop. As it did
so there rang on the still night air a most hor-
rible blood curdling scream. The group shud-
dered and trembled crying, "What can we do to
The voice went on in the same melancholy
"You can contribute money to be used to
build a community house."
The next morning the family of Beardsley's
was very serious over their morning coffee. Grim
Mr. Beardsly glanced at young Roy and sternly
"Son, I'm seriously disgusted with your action
of last night."
And a good right he had to be. For their
family was one of the most respected in the town.
Their only son, Roy, a boy of eighteen, would
be graduated in less than a month from the
high school as the valedictorian of his class. He
was so studious that he never even participated
in many of the high school activities. And to
think that his son Roy would do such a thing.
His father continued, "Roy Beardsley, what
were you thinking of?"
"But father — ."
"No But father", about it! You have ruined
my business and the reputation of our whole
family with your silly whims."
Stubbornly his son replied, "But they do need
some place to play and you know it."
"I will take no back talk from a child of
A silence heavy with anger reigned for a few
minutes while the family quietly resumed their
Then — "Why should we wealthy people be
forced to pay for playthings for paupers?"
"It's not for the poor alone. It's for fellows
like Dick Newton, too, who don't have any place
to go nights except down to the Idledell Cafe
Mr. Beardsley seemed to have softened and he
surprisedly answered, "I don't believe that Law-
yer Newton would allow a son of his to do that."
Sticking fast to his belief, Roy replied, "He
doesn't know about it. — But I do and I can
"Well, son, perhaps you are right. I'll see
what I can do."
As Roy got up to leave he shook hands with
his father and said, "That's great. Thanks a
In less than six months a beautiful community
house replaced the fallen down harn in the va'
cant lot on Hillside Terrace.
Outsiders entering the large spacious hall won-
der at the script above the door: "Money raised
by the Cemeteries' Union Ball," The story of
that memorable night is repeated many times
around the fires of the townspeople during the
long winter evenings.
Sylvia Clary '42
THE FAMILY CAR
Mr. John Davis An Ambitious Business Man
Mrs. Davis His Wife
Mary Davis Their 19 year-old daughter
Paul Davis A typical high school boy
The time is early evening. The scene is the
living room of the Davis' home. Father Davis is
sitting in an easy chair reading a newspaper while
his wife is reading a book in another chair.
Father: Well Fm glad to see that you're going
to stay home tonight. This is one evening that
I can have the car.
Mother: Oh but John, dear. Don't you re-
member, I've got to go to the bridge club. Sd
I must have the car.
Father: Yes dear: but how am I going to go to
the lodge. You don't expect me to walk all the
way down there, do you?
Mary: (Coming downstairs, all dressed up)
Dad, is there enough gas in the car?
Father: Yes, but where do you think you're
Mary: (Calmly) Oh, I'm going to drive over
to the Country Club. I'm going to meet Jack
Mother: But you can't use the car because
I've got to have it.
Father: Well, I'm certainly not going to walk
to the lodge meeting.
Paul: (Running downstairs. He is dressed up
too.) Good-bye folks. I'll see you later.
Father: Do you mean to say that you've got
to have the car tonight too.
Paul: Of course. Polly and I are going riding.
Why? Does someone else need the car?
Mother: I've got to go to the Bridge Club.
Father: I'm going down to the lodge.
Mary: And I promised to meet Jack at the
Father: (Giving up) Well it is certainly clear
that we all can't have the car tonight. Anyway
I guess the lodge can get along without me to-
night. I don't think I'll go. (He return- to his
Mother: I feel the same way too, John. I
think the children should have the car. I've
been to every bridge club meeting lately anyway
so I guess they won't miss me this once.
Paul: Well Mary. It's up to us. Your date
can't be very important so I'll take the car to-
Mary: Wait a minute, my dear brother. Not
so fast. My date is a lot more important than
yours and I need the car.
Paul: Is that so? Well, I'm going to have it.
(They both start towards the door.)
Father: Stop quarreling and decide it peace-
ably. You know you both can't have the car.
Why don't you flip a coin or decide some other
Paul: (Producing a coin) That's a good idea.
I'll flip a coin. Which do you want, Mary.
Heads or tails?
Paul: (In a discouraged way) Oh-oh, it's
heads. O-K, you win, Mary. You can have the
Mary: (Going out) Goodbye Dad. Good-
Father: Well, I'm glad that's settled. (There
is a short silence following which Mary returns.)
Mary: I've been thinking it over and I don't
think I'll go to the Country Club tonight. I'll
call Jack and call it off. You can have the car,
Paul: (Surprised at his sister's generosity)
Gee thanks, Mary. (He goes out.)
(Mary goes to the telephone and calls Jack)
Father: I wonder what has come over her. I
thought her date was important. Oh well. It's
Mary: (Returning from the telephone.) Good-
night, Mother. I think I'll go upstairs to bed.
(She goes upstairs)
Mother: What, so early? You aren't sick,
are you Mary?
Mary: (From upstairs) No Mother, I'm all
Father: It certainly is strange. Something
must have come over — (He is interrupted by
Paul: (Standing in doorway) I don't think
I'll be needing the car tonight. Dad. Polly and
I arc going for a walk, instead. Goodnight. (He
goes out again)
Father: (Surprised at his son's change) Can
you beat that. Five minutes ago. they were both
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WILLIAMSBURGH HIGH SCHOOL
Seated — June Bowker, Rita Kulash, Miss Damon, Russell Bisbee, Jean Warner, Doris Sincage.
Standing — Robert Newell, Leo Dymerski, Adelbert Roberge, Edward Ames, Ralph Bates, Charles
Bartlett. Absent — Eloise Bartlett.
Standing — Miss Damon, **Robert Newell, **Russell Bisbee, ***Lucius Merritt, **Charles Bart'
lett, *Mr. Walker.
Seated — Constance Granger, Mary Daniels, ***Mrs. Warner, Ruth Beebe, *Sylvia Clary, *Lida
Absent — *Faith Dresser.
♦♦♦Degree Excellence. **Degree of Honor. *Degree of Merit.
National Forensic League
The officers of the Forensic Club for 1941
are: President, Lida Miner: Vice President.
Russell Bisbee: Secretary, Faith Dresser; Treas-
urer, Lucius Merritt; Executive Committee, Ed-
ward Ames, Robert Newell and Sylvia Clary.
The food sales and card party held in the
summer of 1940 netted enough to pay all tourna-
ment expenses. Chesterfield raised $25, the
largest single amount.
W.H.S. had teams in the Connecticut Valley
Debate League again this year and these teams
also entered both the pre-state and the State
Tournaments. We also entered two orators in
each declamation group. Constance Granger
and Lucius Merritt won first and second places
in the humorous declamations at the pre-state
tournament in Hadley, and both were in the fi-
nals at the State tournament in Northampton.
Mary Daniels and Ruth Beebe were entered in
the dramatic declamation group and Lida Miner
and Sylvia Clary were in the oratorical group.
Mrs. Warner, our N.F.L. sponsor, was one of
the banquet speakers at the state tournament.
This year W.H.S. was honored by the elec-
tion of two of its boys, Lucius Merritt and Rus-
sell Bisbee, to the Senate and the House of Rep-
resentatives, respectively, of the Fifth National
Student Congress which ran concurrently with
the National N.F.L. Tournament at Lexington,
Kentucky. Accompanied by Supt. and Mrs.
Merritt the boys left for the Blue Grass Country
on April 25 by automobile. L'pon arrival, Sun-
day, they were both seated as the two Senators
representing New England and won prestige for
W.H.S. and points for themselves by their ac-
tion in the Senate. This Congress was modeled
exactly alter the national Congress in Washing-
ton and the experience gained there will long be
remembered. Alter spending four days there the
group started lor home early on the morning
of May 1st and came home through Washing'
ton, D. C.
WILLIAMSBURGH HIGH SCHOOL
Seated — Thelma Packard, Lida Miner, Phyllis Sutherland, Faith Dresser, Mary Daniels, Doris
Sincage, Lena Guyette.
Standing — Rita Kulash, Josephine Cerpovicz, Richard Culver, Russell Bisbee, Charles Bartlett,
Sylvia Clary, Jean Warner. Absent — Eloise Bartlett.
President — Russell Bisbee
Vice President — Lida Miner
SecretaryTreasurer — Mary Daniels
President — Jean Warner
Vice President — Thelma Packard
Secretary — Sylvia Clary
Treasurer — Doris Sincage
Eight members of our Pro Merito Society ac-
companied by Miss Dunphy attended the annual
fall meeting of the Massachusetts Pro Merito
Societies at Hopkins Academy in Hadley on
Oct. 19, 1940. Nearly 300 other delegates from
the state also attended. At eleven o'clock, busi-
ness meetings for both the Senior and Junior So-
cieties were held. At noon a luncheon was
served in the First Church, the oldest church in
the town. Because of the large number of dele-
gates, the group was divided and while part
were eating, the others made a tour of historical
parts of the town.
The speaking part of the program began at
two o'clock in the Academy Gymnasium. Rev.
George S. Brooks, D.D., of Rockville, Conn.,
gave the main address of the day on "Thank
You, America." The address was a combina-
tion of humor and inspiration drawn from the
experiences of the speaker. Following the meet-
ing the group attended a football game between
Mass. State and Rhode Island at Amherst.
The 25th anniversary of the Pro Merito So-
ciety was celebrated at the State meeting held at
Smith Academy in Hatfield, May 10, 1941. Five
Williamsburg members and Miss Dunphy at-
tended. The business meetings of both Senior
and Junior societies were held following a gener-
al meeting at 1 1 o'clock. After the business
sessions the delegates filed out and a motion pic-
ture camera was ready to record the colorful pro-
(Continued on Page 35)
Front row — Henry Kopka, Ralph Bates, Richard Culver, Gerald Larkin, Edward Ames, Frederick
Allen, Leo Dymerski.
Second row — Robert Newell, Mgr. Francis O'Brien, John O'Brien, Edward Golash, Harry Warner,
Neil Damon, Howard O'Brien, Robert Algustoski, Thomas Algustoski, Coach Mullaly.
Twenty candidates reported to Coach Mullaly
for the initial practice. Of this number, five saw
service last year. The team lost two good pitchers
in Murphy and Ryan and it will be hard to find
someone to fill their shoes. Otherwise the team
is in good shape, although good hitters are lack-
ing. This year the team will play only eleven
games, which is due to the lateness in getting
started. The schedule includes games with St.
Michaels, Easthampton, Hopkins Academy, Bel-
chertown, Sanderson Academy and Clarke
School. Six players will be lost through gradua-
tion. They are Jerry Larkin, Ted Ames, Richard
Culver, Henry Kopka, Ralph Bates and Leo Dy-
merski. High hopes are held for a successful
Summary of games up to the time of this pub-
Williamsburg 3 St. Michaels 2
Williamsburg 2 Hopkins 6
Williamsburg 18 S.mderson 12
Williamsburg 1 1 Bclchertown 9
WILLIAMSBURGH HIGH SCHOOL
Kneeling — Edward Ames, Gerald Larkin, Robert McAllister, Leo Dymerski, Ralph Bates.
Standing — Mgr. Frederick King, Francis Demerski George Molloy, John O'Brien, Edward Golash,
Michael Batura, Coach Franklin Mullaly.
Although Williamsburg High School played
many schools out of its class in basketball this
year, the Green Wave came through with a
record of 7 games won and 10 games lost in a
schedule of 17 contests. Ted Ames and Jerry
Larkin were elected co'captains by the players
for the year. Burgy rated second in the Frank'
lin League race with Clarke School the winner.
1941 marked the first year that the Franklin
League sponsored an albstar game and a coaches-
players benefit contest in order to get trophies
and medals for the outstanding players. Ames,
Bates and Dymerski were the Burgy players who
received these trophies. The team received an in-
vitation to play in the "Wee" Tournament at
Msasachusetts State College. It drew North
Brookfield High as its first opponent and they
gave that team its hardest game as North Brook'
field won the tournament. Burgy was beaten 22
to 21 in an overtime game. This year the team
will lose five players — Ames, Dymerski, McAl-
lister, Bates and Larkin, but Coach Mullaly ex-
pects to have an equally good team in 1942.
Front row — James McAllister, John O'Brien, Michael Batura, Ralph Bates, Edward Ames, Robert
Algustoski, Edward Sincage, John Polwrek.
Second row — Harold Hillenbrand, Frederick King, Mgr. Thomas Algustoski: Henry Kopka, Gerald
Larkin, George Packard, George Molloy, Howard O'Brien, Harry Warner, Coach Mullaly.
Third row — Leo Dymerski, Robert Newell, Robert McAllister, Lucius Merritt, Francis O'Brien,
About twcntyfive candidates greeted Coach
Mullaly for the initial practice. This was the sec-
ond year that Burgy sponsored a soccer team and
the team did a little better than the first year.
Burgy finished last in the Hampshire League but
that was expected because of inexperience and
the lack of good players. The league is consid-
ered one of the fastest in soccer in Western
Massachusetts so the standing of Burgy can be
considered fairly good. Next year Coach Mullaly
hopes to do better because the players will have
gathered some experience and the fine points of
the game by then. Seven players will be lost
WILLIAMSBURGH HIGH SCHOOL
Seated — Margaret Ryan, Thelma Packard, Charlotte Otis, Rita Kulash, June Bowker, Cecilia Soltys.
Standing — Doris Dymerski, Bernice Golash, Coach Miss Damon, Betty Damon, Mary Bowker.
This year our girls' basketball team was under
the direction of a new coach, Miss Margery Da'
mon. At the beginning of the season a meeting
was held and officers were chosen as follows:
Co-Captains, Rita Kulash and Charlotte Otis:
Manager, June Bowker.
Because of a new rule passed by the school,
our games were played in the afternoons this
year. In this way we were able to play some
of the larger schools we had not played before.
Our first two games were played with the Cum-
mington girls, and we won both these matches.
We also had the opportunity of meeting the
Easthampton girls on the new gym of that school.
Two games were played with the girls from the
With fighting spirits we went into the Frank-
lin League and played our first game with Powers
Institute of Bernardston. We ended our Frank-
lin League season with three wins and three
losses — beating Sanderson, Powers, and Charle-
mont once and being defeated by each of these
Other teams played outside of the League
were Chester, St. Michaels, and the Alumnae.
We closed our basketball season with seven
games won and eleven lost. We are sorry to
lose this year two of our star players, June Bow-
ker and Rita Kulas, but with a number of ex-
perienced girls for next year's team we hope
to have great success.
Summary of Games
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President — Allen Bisbee
Vice-President — Chester King
Secretary — Ruth Jorgenson
Treasurer — Marjorie Damon
Louise Mosher Miss Anne Dunphy
Mrs. Hubert Smith Mrs. R. A. Warner
Robert Mathers Edward Foster
Ruth Dodge '40— Charles Witherell
Jean Everett '40 — Carl Heminway
Marion Sabo '40 — Wesley Ames
Doris Williams '40 — William Dodge
Evelyn Rustemeyer '35 — Chester Kmit
Phyllis Damon 37 — D. Morgan Campbell
Marie Allaire '34 — George Mollison '34
Helen Merritt '3 3 — Robert Stene
Richard Ames '38 — Stafia Olzchewski
Daughter to Evelyn Rustemeyer Kmit '35
Daughter to Edna Thayer Cehura '37
Daughter to Walter Kulash "29
Son to Louis Bisbee Gillman '3 2
Son to Edith Packard Stowe '39
Son to John Shaw '33
Vernon West — Bridgewater State Teacher's
Annetta Barrus — Bates College
Ruth Barrus — Massachusetts State College
THE FAMILY CAR
(Continued from Page 26)
fighting for the car and now neither of them
wants it. Well, Mother, I guess you can go to
the bridge club after all.
Mother: (Laying aside her reading) I can't
understand it either. You would have thought
to hear them that it was absolutely necessary that
they should have the car. But anyway, I'm on
my way to the bridge club. (She gets her hat
and coat) Goodnight John. (She goes out)
Father: Goodnight, dear. Have a good time
— Now where was I. Oh yes. (He resumes read-
(After a short period of quiet, Mr. Davis
CLASS OF 1940
Franklin Bartlett — Working in Feeding Hills.
Velma Brown — Office of Haydenville Brass
Betty Tetro Buford — Working in department
store in Boston.
Myla Campbell — Bay Path Institute.
Shirley Campbell — Chamberlain Junior Col-
Leslie Cole — Westfield Normal School.
Ruth Dodge — Mrs. Charles Witherell.
Jean Everett — Mrs. Carl Hemingway.
Marcia Ingellis — McCallum's Hosiery.
Logia Jablonski — At home.
Raymond Johnrow — Haydenville Brass Com-
Rita LaCourse — McCarthy's Commercial Col-
Anne Lloyd — Northampton Commercial Col-
Francis Molloy — International
Bernard Murphy — N.Y.A. Resident School
Barbara Nash — Northampton Commercial Col-
Florence Packard — Northampton Commercial
Shirley Rhoades — Smith School.
Ashton Rustemeyer — Williston Academy.
William Ryan — Haydenville Brass Company.
Marion Sabo — Mrs. Weselly Ames.
Bernard Sampson — Smith School.
Winthrop Stone — Smith School.
Doris Williams — Mrs. William Dodge.
Henry Wilson — Toto's Soda Shoppe.
looks up to see his wife coming back in.)
What's the matter? Have you decided not to
Mother: (Laughing) Oh John. Now I know-
why the children didn't want the car. And for
the same reason I don't want it either.
Father: (Getting up and putting on his coat)
In that case I'll take it. I really ought to be at
the lodge tonight anyway. (He starts towards
the door with hat in his hand.)
Mother: Wait a minute, dear. You'd bettor
take that coat off and roll up your sleeves fir^t
You sec the rear tire of the car is flat.
Father: (Stopping) Oh so that's the reason.
WILLIAMSBURGH HIGH SCHOOL
Well I might have known it. But I'll get to the
lodge anyway, as soon as I change that tire.
(He goes out, after taking off his coat and
rolling up his sleeves. Mrs. Davis smiles and
takes off her coat. She sits down again as the
Russell Bisbee '41
(Continued from Page 17)
Most Talkative Girl
Most Talkative Boy
Girl With The Most Pleasing Personality
Boy With The Most Pleasing Personality
Most Bashful Girl Phyllis Sutherland
Most Bashful Boys
Henry Kopka and Robert Kearney
Most Business Like Student Russell Bisbee
(Continued from Page 29)
cession as it marched to the Congregational
Church for lunch. At 1:45 the group assembled
in the Town Hall to hear a special Pro Merito
program broadcast from WHYN in Northamp-
ton. The speaker of the afternoon was Dr.
E. Dwight Salmon, Professor of History at Am-
hert College, who spoke on the subject "Latin
America and Hemisphere Defense". The con-
vention concluded with a baseball game between
Hopkins Academy and Smith Academy.
(Tune of "Amapola")
Dear Old Burgy
We are about to leave you
You're the school where we tried to learn so
Since we came here
Our hearts were always with you
And being here it seemed to be a paradise
Dear Old Burgy
Now that we have to leave you
Our mem'ries of you will forever be
Dear Old Burgy Dear Old Burgy
How we long to stay with you forever
Words by June Bowker, Class of '41
Packard's Soda Shoppe
OPPOSITE TOWN HALL
School Supplies, Magazines, Greeting Cards
FILMS AND DEVELOPING
Hoods Ice Cream McKesson Products
FOUNTAIN & BOOTH SERVICE
Thorough business training was never so essential for so
Northampton Commercial College
JOHN C. PICKETT, PRINCIPAL
"The School of Thoroughness"
C. K. HATHAWAY
All Makes of Cars
Ice Cream, Candy, Cigars
THE CLARY FARM
Try Our Maple Syrup
Village Hill Nursery
Mrs. Clayton Rhoades
RHODE ISLAND REDS
Bred to Win, Lay and Pay
CHAS. A. BOWKER
Hardware, Paint and General Merchandise
M. M. Dunphy
Hardware, Sporting Goods
Fishing Tackle, Baseball, Tennis
and Camping Items
162 Main St.
James R. Mansfield
SOUTH MAIN STREET
23 Years of
Colonial Esso Dealer
GAS— OIL— ACCESSORIES
Route 9, Berkshire Trail
Remember the Excitement in Your Neighborhood When the Last House Burned?
Then the Sad News, "NO INSURANCE". Never Let that Happen at
YOUR HOUSE. We Will Protect you the MOMENT YOU
'PHONE US. Do it NOW
FRANKLIN KING, Jr.
277 Main Street
NEWELL FUNERAL HOME
R. D. NEWELL
74 KING STREET
C. F. JENKINS
W. Leroy Chilson
FURNITURE COVERINGS & UPHOLSTERING SUPPLIES
Slip Covers, Cushions
Automobile Plate and Safety Glass
Auto Tops and Upholstery
Truck Covers and Canvas Goods
34 CENTER STREET, NORTHAMPTON
F. N. Graves & Son
Gasoline — Motor Oil
Tires, Batteries <S Accessories
ROUTE 9 HAYDENVILLE, MASS.
FOR EVERY SPORT
T. A. PURSEGLOVE
15 State Street
Bill Folds Keytainers
28 Center St.. Tel. 155-W
CLASS OF 1941
When in need of
Clothing, Furnishings, Shoes
Jones The Florist
for Men and Boys
THE FLORENCE STORE
90 Maple St. Florence
Cut Flowers Floral Designs
Telephone 828-W J. A. Longtin
Service — Quality — Satisfaction
Tel. 4331 Haydenville
To the graduates of the Class of 1941
CONGRATULATIONS AND SUCCESS
O. J. BONNEAU. Prop.
200 Main St.
Dry Goods Store
76 Maple St., Florence
Ely Funeral Home
CHARLES E. ELY
After Graduation . . . What?
This is a momentous question for all graduates. Some will continue to seek more learn-
ing . . . others to look to a business career . . . others don't know just what to plan.
Graduating from Williamsburg High School gives you a good foundation for a success-
ful future. Congratulations to all graduates and wishing you all the success in the world.
24 Pleasant Street
NORTHAMPTON'S CAMERA SHOP
"We have the film —
we load your Camera"
Draper Hotel Bldg.
Smart Wearing Apparel for
at Moderate Pricec
Harry Daniel Associates
Noble & Flynn
ICE CREAM SODAS COLLEGE ICES
24 Main St. Northampton
For the young man who grad-
uates this year we have every-
thing that he will need for this
MERRITT CLARK & CO.
TODAY SOLD IN
UNITS AS LOW AS
E. J. GARE
DAVID BOOT SHOP
221 Main St.
The E & J Cigar Co.
23 MAIN ST.
A good place to eat
Berkshire Trail A. L. Beebe, Prop.
Main St. Northampton
116 MAIN ST. Upstairs
BREAD AND PASTRY
E. J. Gusetti
16 Briggs Street
Tel. 390 Easthampton. Mass.
C. O. CARLSON
Telephone 223 Haydenville
27 Pleasant St.. Northampton
Herman A. Cone, Prop.
Good Things to Eat
Refreshing Sodas .
Fine Ice Cream
Our modern school systems put a lot of work upon growing eyes
which puts a strain upon those with defective vision. Latent defects
in the eyes of children should be carefully looked after. A little fore-
sight now may keep them from wearing glasses later and will help
them in their studies. Let us examine their eyes.
O. T. DEWHURST
OPTOMETRISTS AND OPTICIANS
201 Main Street Tel. 184-W Northampton
R. F. BURKE
Hayaenville Savings Dank
HENRY A. BIDWELL
INSURANCE REAL ESTATE
BIDWELL TRAVEL SERVICE
Tours — Cruises
John Mateja, Prop.
Airline and Steamship Tickets
15 Masonic Street
Nonotuck Savings Bank Building
78 Main Street Northampton, Mass.
Office Phone 351— Res. Phone 348
SHUMWAY & RILEY, Inc.
Plumbing & Heating
Distributor of Pioneer Oil Burners
Center St. Northampton
Ward E. Shumway, Prop.
Charles W. Wells
JOHN H. GRAHAM, ESTATE
COAL — OIL — ICE
Tel. 3921 Haydenville
MacLEOD TREE CARE
Telephone 211 Williamsburg
J. W. PARSONS & SON
Tractors and Farm Machinery
131 Bridge Street Tel. 2885 Northampton
You may always depend upon the quality of flowers
which come from
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IH^^RM * I ** '
PAINTS AND WALL PAPER
Pierce's Paint Store
TEL. 1207 196 MAIN ST.
100 Main Street, Northampton
Photographer to Williamsburg High School
Since 1917 with two exceptions
CHARLES A. BISBEE HOMER R. BISBEE
Tel. Chesterfield 2143 Tel. Chesterfield 2141
Dealers in all kinds of
Grain, Feed, Fertilizers, Salt, Cement, and Agricultural Tools
Bird & Sons Roofing Paper Engines and Separators
International Harvester Co. McCormick Line Harvesting Machinery
Building Material Oliver Plows and Cultivators High Grade Grass Seed
Get our prices on anything you need
before ordering elsewhere
STOREHOUSES AT WILLIAMSBURG AND CHESTERFIELD
Telephone Williamsburg 271 Williamsburg, Mass., R. F. D. 1
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